Well, the video speaks for itself. Five nights of exhausting overtime ranging from as early as 10:30pm to as late as 2:30 am. We really were all tired. Physically and mentally. Buti na lang medyo masaya ang environment namin. Kung hindi, naku.

Basta. This is what I call, "For the Love." The issue really had great stories and features in it. So, I am really hoping for the best from this issue. di na sana kami ma-"guidance counselor" or ma-"preincipal's office". Mananalig na lang ako.

Living its life
through long months
Too short to be worthwhile,
long enough to be worthy

One goal that's been known
The truth of it all
is in that half-hour
or in that one whole

The waters had
been risky. Perilous.
Dangers lurked.
Hiding, waiting.

Evading everything
and living through.
Knowing that the
awaited sunset will come.

Spreading its wings.
Dancing. Finding.
Found. Done.
Ephemeral bliss.

Long months
lived and worthy.
Found. And lost.
Forever.

I feel so crappy. I have been for almost a week now. But the crappiest so far is today. Yesterday, I woke up on the wrong side of bed. At 5:30am. Do you realize how early that is for someone who wakes up at 8am? And today, for Pete's sake, I woke up at 6:30. Considering that I slept past 12am, my six hours or so of sleep is way too little. I know, back in LB, I'm already okay with five hours of sleep. But, I am not in LB anymore. I am way past the laid back life that I used to live. This is the metropolitan scene. And it's just tiring. Really tiring. Idagdag mo pa yung pagkakabagsak ng malaking pineapple juice in can sa paa ko sa may jeep kanina. Hai. It's just crap. Really crappy piece of crap.

This is me. Welcome to my world.

1. Were you smiling when you woke up
this morning?
+hmm, i think i wasn't. I heard the loud alarm of my fone plus the fact that I was awaken, in the midle of my precious sleep, by a very nuissance call. hmpft!

2.When was the last time you met
someone
new?
+ about two hours ago, i think. i forgot her name though. she'll replace Keen in the PR dept after she resigns.

3.When did you last eat pizza?
+ March 28, 2008. New yorker's pizza or something. Yellow Cab. During the get together at Starbucks Greenbelt.

4.Do you drink beer?
+ is this a trick question? haha

5.Do you wash your own clothes?
+ I can. But i don't really. Just the small ones.

6.Are you any good at poker?
+ I haven't played it. But I do know pusoy and pusoy dos [to name a few] so I guess I can be good at it.

7.What do you want more than anything
right now?
+ Go to the beach and wear a very sexy two-piece bikini!!! My gahd! I want it more than my back pay! ahaha

8.Are you tired?
+ Sort of. Not physically though.

9.Besides your bed, what is your
favorite thing in your room?
+ Fridge? haha.

10.Pepsi or Coke?
+ Light coke please

11.Would you ever take someone back if
they cheated on you?
+ hmmm, considering all other factors and past experiences, I probably would. BUT, only if they come clean. And only ONCE.

13. Jollibee or McDonald's?
+ JOLLIBEE? As if I have much of a choice these days.

14.Are you restless?
+ Yes.

15.Is your computer desktop or a
laptop?
+ Desktop in the office, Laptop at home.

17.Want to be a prince/princess?
+ maybe. So long as there's no dark witch.

18.Do you believe dreams come true?
+ Dreams as in aspirations, yes. Dreams as in dreams, i dunnno.

19.Last song you heard?
+ I believe by Fantasia before I started answering. While answering, tonight i wanna cry by Keith Urban

ROUND 2 (TAGALOG)
1.)Halata ba pag galit ka?
+ Yeah. Coz it's like painted all-over my face.

2.)Sino ang taong nagpapangiti sayo
lagi?
+ marami. pero may isang namimiss ko.

3.)Malihim ka ba o open ka sa feelings
mo?
+ my life is an open book. but only to those who have earned the right to read the chapters of my life.

4.)Isang bagay na HINDI mo
katatamarang
gawin?
+ kumain.

5.)Huling bagay na inireklamo sau ng
friend mo?
+ ang tangkad ko daw.

6.)Movie na nagpapa-relax sayo?
+ epics. or yung napapaisip ako. pwede ring yung comedy. good humor.

7.)Pag pinapagalitan ka ng parent/s
mo,
ano ginagawa mo?
+ tiklop. haha.

8.)Post paid or pre-paid?
+ prepaid. may load allowance. hehe

9.)Bagay na interesado ka laging pag
usapan?
+ buhay buhay.

10.)Takot ka ba sa ipis?
+ nah.

11.)Sinong huli mong naka-away?
+ ewan. peace loving ako eh. hehe

12.)Anong mas enjoy: food trip o sound
trip?
+ FOOD! Kung alak ang itatanong mo, alam mo na yan. haha

13.)Recent activity na ikinapagod mo
ng
sobra?
Yung Pinay In Action. 5k run. lawit dila at tagaktak pawis eh. haha. pero twas fun!

Socio-political muna. Two weeks ago or during the oly week, the price of rice is at 28 for our town in tarlac. My mom predicted that it wll reach 40 pesos if the big rice traders keep on hoarding rice and palay. True enough, news last night showed that the price of rice has reached 35-40 pesos and is expected to reach 60 pesos. Now, now. i don't believe there's a rice shortage at all. But I do believe that there is something wrong in the distribution of rice in the country and the monopoly of those who have it. The demand is constant but the supply is decreasing plus the panic buying so the price really would go up. Which is just so unfair for those farmers who produce them at a very high cost but sells them for low profits and investment returns. And, kawawa din lalo ang mga umaasa sa NFA rice dahil kahit yun ay nagkakaubusan na dahil na rin sa kasakiman ng mga rice hoarders. Ilabas na ang bigas!!!

On Brian Gorrell and the so-called Gucci Gang. I think Gorrell is a Machiavellian. You know, the end justifies the means. He wants his $70000 back from his ex-lover. And his doing so by letting the whole world know what kind of people he used to come with. Is he bitter? Of course he is. Is he telling the truth? Maybe he is. Is what he's doing just right? I do not know. What's clear though is that a lot of people has been dragged in this mess. And their families are, too. I'm not siding with anybody. It's just that scorching everybody just to get the attention, and subsequently and hopefully the money, is not doing anybody any good. He's being sued. The socialites are having their reputations dissed. maybe they deserve it, maybe they don't. But you know, it's not always the end that matters. What's important is what's in between. I do hope he gets his money back na if he really was duped.

Showbiz!!! Teleseryes!!! PBB!!! I'm hooked. I'm addicted. Waaaahhhh!!! Get this:
LYKA sa LOBO: Sabi nila, pag ang tao nawalan ng paa o kamay, ramdam pa rin nila ang sakit. Parang ako. Wala na sa akin ang puso ko pero ang sakit pa rin. WAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

This is me. Welcome to my world.

Tomorrow, I'll celebrate my monthsarry. Singleville isn't that bad afterall. Minus all the crying and hurting, the pain and suffering, of thinking and wondering, it really, may not be that bad afterall. t's just that you know. There are days of missing the woman that I once was, the us that we once were, and the love that we once shared. All I've got left are memories, which even though I love, has been making me sad. And though I know that it may be for the best (after knowing that he feels the same way after all), I still don't know if it's a great decision or a stupid mistake. Hai. Whichever whatever. LIfe's like that, I guess. I just wish the days will pass quickly. Deep vein thrombosis people. It kills.

This is me. Welcome to my world.

Hmmm. Been long since my last blog. I mean, you know, the pour-my-heart-out kind of blog. Anyway, I hope this is just a short one. Coz i'm just stealing some time off my work hour. hehe

First off, I moved to a new place last February 23. I'm not a Novaliches girl anymore. I now live in Mandaluyong, somewhere near MRT's Boni Station. So if you wanna spend some time and you're somewhere near, just text me. hehe

Second, I made a great leap from couplehood to singleville. Last February 29. My decision. End of the story.

Third, I am now being more serious with my life, especially with my work. I am, once more, on the verge of changing my future. hehe. nah. Not really. Just that I now know the real value of hard work. haha. I don't really know what I am saying anymore.

(Minor Changes: I am on a no rice [but other-carbs-as-you-can] diet, I changed my multply theme, and I changed my headshot [which I really love] and I am becoming an arcade-with-ticket-prizes addict!)

Hai. LIfe. Hate it or love it, we just gotta live it.

This is me. Welcome to my world.

I can't think of an apt title for this blog. Well, I basically am about to cease brain fucntion already. My mind is now a big blank. Total shutdown in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

Haha. I hope we can just shut down are brains sometimes, without the physiological, psychological, and psychiatrical damage of course. I just wish of it so we won't have to think about things anymore. But then again, we will cease functioning, we will cease to exist. As Dr. Imelda Batar, Philippine Psychiatric Association president, said in a patient [with mental disorder] quality of life advocacy program launch this afternoon, "There could be no health of body without health of mind."

(Kagabi pa to eh! Nung bangag na ko at sumusuko na ang brain ko! Ayoko na tuloy ituloy. Abangan na lang pala sa Geornale Medico yung tungkol sa schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.)

This is me. Welcome to my world.

First off, I don't really rant in blogs. I don't vent out my anger and my frustrations over the internet. Emotions like happiness or sadness and the likes, oo. But anger? nah. or maybe sometimes. but never the scorching anger kind of type. So, if you are reading this, or intend to read it, bear with me. *deep breaths muna. baka ako ma-hypertesion*

Now. I am not angry. I am frustrated. Like very frustrated. Minutes ago, I was so in the mood. I attended a press conference (at Annabel's restaurant) where I ate a lot (like eat-all-you-can-no-one-will-stop-you kind), got a free "My Child Matters" baller and T-shirt, and learned a lot about childhood cancer here in the Philippines and why Filipinos should be aware of it. I even got the chance to finish watching "No Reservations" and halfway of "Ratatouille" during the back and forth trips. I was so much in the mood that I even started writing the news about the press conference. I planned to post that article here so that other poeple will know about cancer in children. But no. I got distracted. So much so that I can't focus and I can't think of what to write. (I'll still post the article, just not today coz I know I can't finish it with this state I am in. Maybe by Monday.)

I'm just so frustrated. So f*****g frustrated! DAMN! I don't know what really frustrates me though. Is it the prospect of not going somewhere over the weekend? Not spending good times? Not seeing people? Or is it because other disturbing thoughts at the back of my mind are finally finding the chance to come out in the open and make me think about them. *I pity my keyboard*

Come to think of it, I don't have the right to rant. I am in a far better situation than other people. And yet, I can't help to not to. I know, there are a lot of factors to consider and all. It's just taht I really wanted this weekend to happen like it should. I really wanted this break. I want it. I need it. Badly. And it's hard. Thinking that you have set aside all other things just to make way for it. That you have been excited since you were told. That you have been thinking and imagining about it so much that you want the work days to end. That you have been talking about it. That you are so f*****g excited that you just couldn't hide it. That you're energy and happiness level is reaching it's maximun only to dive to its deepest yet. And yes, there remains that thought that maybe it'll push through. That maybe it will happen. That maybe, people will realize how one could possibly feel. That after breaking the news and spreading another one, it will be okay again.

But no. It doesn't work that way. It doesn't just become okay. You don't easily get back from down under to sky-high. It ain't that easy. You will go. Because you wanted to. You'll still be there. But it wouldn't be the same. You don't have the adrenalin rush anymore. You're not pumped-up and loaded. Instead, you're upset. Frustrated. Disappointed. Not just because of other people. Because of yourself. Because you let your excitement and expectations get you. And maybe, that is what really frustrates me.

This is me. Welcome to my world.